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A Pageant of Superior 

May 24 and 25 '16 



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Superior^ Wisconsin 




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Officers and Committees 






Directors: 

P. B. Clemens Sara Crumpton Bertha C. Rude 
Aitlhor: 

Sara Crumpton 
Treasurer: 

Josephine E. Benson 
Mtisic: 

Pearl Potter 

Dances: 

Arranged and supervised by Phyiena Bruce 
Assisted by: 

Interlude Dances: Mary Hennessy. Fern Sweezey 
ace. 

German Dance: Florence Hill 
French Reel: Louise Waltz, Gertrude Darlington 
ace. 



Adah Whitaker. Gertrude 



Italian Dance: 
Darlington ace. 
Russian Dance: Cora Martel, Signe Peterson ace. 
Irish Jig: Mary McAndrews. Anna Bratt ace. 
Scotch Dance: Pearl Rollins, Pearl Potter ace. 
Swedish Dance: Ethel Metzger, Ruth Andrew ace 
Virginia Reel: Helen Scott. 

Dratna/tcs: 

Sara Crumpton Efiie M. Sweezey Bertha Rude 
Costumes: 

Made in the Sewing Department under the 
supervision of Margaret Stack and Eula Dewey. 

Stage Scenery and Properties: 

Made in the Manual Training Department under 
the direction of Mr. Wilbur Casler 



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Cast of Characters 



Prelude to Act I. 
Saperior-a very little child H. Reni. 
Past: Alice Groehler 

Memory: Cora Solem 

Dawn Dancers. 
Mary Weinberg Rebecca Cohen 



Julia Peterson 
Mary Spera 
Leona Bruss 



Clarice White 

Tessie Ansholovitz 

Nettie Cohen 



Cast Act I. 



Little Light 
Moccasin 

Young Chief 

Buckada 
Squaw 

Messenger 

Indian Girl 



S Elva Renquist 
/ G. Schoenborn 

^Sigvart Wicklund 
\ Williarr Oselus 

Ben Chase 
Celia Zeleznick 

\ Bennie Lavine 
\ Harry Yale 

(Kathryn Dobis 



Indian Sioux 
Abe Soroka 
George Harris 
Joe Weiss 



Chippewa 
Sam Binder 
Morris Greenberg 
Torger Egdah! 
Harry Rose 
Harold Haugen 



French Fur Traders 



Elmer King 
Andrew Herubin 
John Pollari 
Norman Schiller 
Father Allouez / 
and Jesuits ) 



Albert Erickson 

Harold Norman 

Carl Hammer 

Alec Kotter 

Earl Andreen 

George Hunter 

Ed. Bartholomew 



Prelude to Act II. 

Superior, oldar child Eunice White 
Memory Cora Solem 

Noon Dancers: 
Nettie Cohen Tessie Ansheiovitz 
Julia Peterson Lillian Hanson 

Mary Spera Leona Bruss 

Anna Binder Frances Kidder 



Cast Act II. 



Nellie 



Stephen Bun go \ ^^ 
( Joy 



\ Audry Schofield 
\ Gladys Gallan*^ 

Max Handlovsky 
ZimiTierman 



Nellie's Mother j 



George 

James 

Ellen 

Jane 

Mary 

Anne 

Robert 

John 

Henry 

Emmeline 



Mammy Grant \ 



Alma Herbert 

Jeanette Kaner 

Abe Soroka 

William Oseles 

Rose Titch 

Nora Finsland 

Ida Handlovsky 

Jessie Olson 

James Shapiro 

Harold Norman 

Clarence McCafferty 

S Juanita Schofield 
{ Jessie Olson 

Roslyn Kaner 
Olive Olson 



I irliidr lo Act III. 

Superior, full-jijro'.vn 

Grace Hutchinson 
Hast Alice Groehlir 

Future Marian Gibson 

7'7vi//\r/i/ Dancers 
Julia Peterson Rebecca Cohen 

Mary Spt»ra Annie Binder 

Clarace White Mary Wehiberji 
Frances Kidder Lilhan Hanson 
Night, solo dancer Nettie Cohen 

Ail III. 

Herald Vivian McDonald 

Nil ti( I a I Re SI) II rses 

\ Hannah Berkovitz 
Minnie Berkovitz 
iron Annie Gittlcman 

(irain Minnie Peterson 

liiiiiislnes 
SliipbuildK.ji Jennie \VtrinsLeiii 
(jimmerce Klla Lynch 



Copper 



Cast of Characters 

Manufacturinj^ Grace Slettin 

Cull II re 
Education Jeanette Harris 

Art • Ruth Olson 

Music Lucile Dineen 

Atleiidanls 
Justice Mable Raygor 

Civic Spirit Bessii Bernstein 

Prosperity Florence Cooper 

Fame Kathryn Shehan 

ilaliiiii name 
Si-jne Moe WiUis Alguire 

Mil !red Erickson Henry Jansen 
Henrietta Carlson Melv.n Johnson 
Aliie Lyons Arthur Knower 

Dora Galperen William Sibbey 

Vernal Lauzon John Bergman 

Suudisli Dance 
Jennie Reinkall Glenn Ntss 

Lena Harris Hrgh Feattie 

Marguerite Sche:r Arthur Hammer 
Phoebe Pearson Willii-m Krispin 
Fanny Rose Arthur Frank 



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Esther Gunnum Rov Titch 

Lenna Plotkm George Budnick 

Ethel Barkovitz Alec Soroka 

Russia)! Daiue 
Sophie Gittlemaii Sam Cohen 

Ard^tta Quinn Robert Sher 

Elsie La vine Abe Lurye 

Fannie Ovctsky VVilbert Hammer 
Alfield Anderson Vern Montgomery 

I-reiich Da lice 
Viola Bruss Charles Brannan 

Mary Vogel Verncr Ahistrom 

Ruth Zeleznick Francis Jzzaid 

Lizzie Galpenn Lewis Obon 

Irish Dance 
Sophie Rifkin Fred Zinn 

Ruby Spaet:g Joe Syslo 

Ella Lavine William Sunt 

Mae Matson Bii.ni.> Lavire 

Jennie Weinberg Julius Untiz 

Scolcli DaiiC' 
hKv Baines Hjalmer Sahlman 



C<st ol Characters 



Gi'ninnt Dancj avid Sung 

Ida Popkin Robert Finlayson 

Bessie Kaner Ralph Bartholcm^w 
Katie Weinberg Ltsiie Richards 
Lena Moghensky And. Bottoifson 
Fann'.e Eisenstein Wallace Johnson 
Mildred Fagerlin Lee Blair 

Frances Wiles Maurice Jensen 

Marie Beattie John Pollari 

Ethel Almqmst Eddie Tacubinas 



Hilda Mekvold Fred Andersen 

Thora Lindstrom Wm. Thompson 

Max Handlovsky 

Spirit Dance 



John Bergman 
Hjalmar Wolden 
Julius Untiz 
Francis Izzard 
Jerome Kelleher 



Arthur Knower 

Henry Jansen 

Wilbert Hammer 

Elmer King 

John Dobis 



Melvin Johnson 



>ource."; 



Eye of the Northwest 

Life among the Indians - /irm>tronz 

Hiawatha 

Oshkosh Pajieant 

Heroes of the Middle Wt-st - - C thcrtvood 

Father Marquettt - ■ 'I'lnvines 

Bankside Book of Costun'.es ■■ ^tone 

Costumes and Scenery for Amateurs MacKny 

Fajieants and Pageatry 



Gratitude is due to Mrs. Bertrand, the Late 
Mrs. Coburn, Mr. James Bard()n, Father Gagnon, 
Miss LmIu Dikinson, Prof. Dykema of Madison, 
Wis., the Universily xtension Division, Superior 
Pubhr Ubrary, the High Schrol Orchestra, High 
'^chof 1 Prints hop and others who have sogir( rcis- 
ly aided in the production of this program. 



Prolojjue ## Dawn 



(Superior an infant standing on pedestal. 
Oance of the Dawn introduct s the theme of 
the act.) 

Mtmo7'y'. 

In the rosy Ught of dawning 
Stands the Httle child Superior 
And before her stretch the forests 
Still untouched by aught but nature 
O'er the childhood of Superior, 
In the land of untouched forests, 
In the times of natures children. 
You, oh Past, were sovereign ruler. 
Take us back into your country. 
Show us then Superior's dawning. 



Past: 



I will share with you, oh Memory, 
All the wonders of the dawning 
That belong to me, its mistress. 
I will show you many peoples 
Living, loving, hating, fighting. 
You will see them in the circles 
Of the hearth fires they have builded, 
In the purely lighted circles 



Of the family fires they cherish. 
You will find a maiden loving. 
And for lover leave all others. 
You will see the mother spirit 
Serving, loving, then as always; 
You will see their love and worship 
Blind, unknowing, simple, childlike, 
Till a Christian race came to them 
Giving for the good a better. 

Are there others who would join us 
And would wander in these forests' 
Who would see a city's chiianood 
Spent beside the big sea water? 
Come with Memory, she will guide you 
Back into my sacred country. 
She alone can show the pathways 
By the homes of early peoples 
In the land where I am mistress. 
You shall see Superior's dawning 
Tip each wave that tumbles seaward 
With the rosy light that mingles 
Far beyond the low browed ranges 



Act I Scene I 



Indians seated about on the stafie. Simple 
home scene. Braves smoking and mendinji weap- 
ons, squaws doing daily tasks; old squaw crooning 
an Indian lullaby. 

Retire to their wigams. 

Little Light Moccasin, falls asleep on a pile of 
skins outside her father's wigwam. 

Chief of s,oux\ At your father's doorway I 
cast this doe fresh killed. Long have I lain in the 
thicket even within your camp fires, watching you 
and your people, watching the squaws and maid- 
ens in their never ending tasks, watching the 
braves mend and strengthen the weapons which 
they will carry against my people. And at last 
the papooses grew drowsy and the fire burned low 
and all retired into their wigwams. And you slept 
outside your father's wigwam. I wondered how 
to wake you when the moon sent an arrow from 
her quiver ihat pierced your sleep and I can;e 
down the moon path that led straight to you. 

Little Light Moecasin: Hush! You must take 
the deer and go quickly before my father hears 
you. Your head dress shows you to be the chief 



of the Sioux and a Chippewa may not be wooed by 
a Sioux. The Sioux would not receive a Chippewa. 
Go before it is to late. 

c. Let us leave these tribes to their war- 

fare. What care they if tAfo are missing? Let us 
leave this deer before your father's wigwam. It 
will tell him you have been wooed and won. We 
will take nothing with us but I will lead you into a 
land of plenty, far from winter snows and winds. 

L. L. M. : Oh, but it is wrong to defy my father 
and Manatou will be angry. 

C. Will you be afraid with me? I will protect 
you from all harm. Listen, do you hear the rustle 
of the leaves and the softly lapping water? It is 
the breath of the Manitou that sfirs them as he 
tells us to be starting. And the moonpath that 
lead me to you leads to the waters edge where my 
canoe awaits us; and far across the water, straight 
to the moon it leads, and we will follow. 

L. L. M. : I will build the hearth fire in your 
camping places; I will take the foremost paddle in 
your canoe; and I will fit my footsteps in the foot- 
steps of your moccasins. 



Act I Scene 1 



Buckada'. from within wigwam. Come Little Light 

Moccasin, the cool of the night has fallen, the 
birds have long sought their nests and my daugh- 
er should be asleep in my wigwam, (appearing a 
at door) Where are you? Where is my daughter? 
First I/uitar appearing: She lay asleep on these 
hides when I threw a last log on the fire. 

Second Indian explaining to others: Little Light mOC- 

casin, daughter of our chief Buckada has disap- 
peared from the doorway of her father's wigwam 
(suddenly a band of Sioux appear) 

Fiist Sioux: We have followed our chief here. 
Has he come to be your friend or do you keep him 
him in captivity? 

Buckaba: Your chief is not here. My daughter 
is gone. 



First Chippewa: Look, here lies a doe with a 
Sioux arrow in her heart. 

Buckada: Your chief has wooed and won my 
daughter and they have run away together. We 
will follow and put to death the couple that have 
deserted their people. Will the Sioux smoke the 
pipe of peace with the Chippewas and join in the 
search for their wicked children? 

Sioux: We will join the circle about your camp 
fire, we will smoke the peace pipe with you and to- 
gether we will search the country 'till we find our 
rebel children. 

Buckada: Come Itt us hasten. 

( ceremony of peace pipe ) 

SPIRIT DANCE 




Act I Scene II 



(Indian? have returned from searih) 
Biuk.iJa. We have returned from oar search 
without thj:n. M/ daughter has gone and her 
father's tepee is dark with sorrow. 

Fint c'lippfzv.i: Here coTies Oshaga the fleetest 
rumer and the k33i?st h inter. In his hands he 
carries a broken paddle. Maybe he brings us 
news of th" lost ones. 

Enter Oshaga. 

Oslui^o: I bring nevVF of Little Light Moccasin 
and the young chief of the Sioux. We followed 
them thru the forests to the river On the little 
island wj all know well, I could see a gleam of a 
canoe. Qaickiy we foil ).ved inourcanois. Their 
canoe lay on the shore broken. I bring you the 
broken paddle. But no trace could be foun.-i of 
those whom the canoe had brought there. 

BuiUi.r. Bat where are they? They could not 
leave the island and leave their c .noe and paddles. 
Tell me what you think. Did the Mudgi Manitou 
who dwells beneath the turbulent water take them 
to his watery home to punish them for their wick- 
edness? 



/'/,/;,;//: I will tell you what I think, Buckada, 
Chief ot the Chippewfis. I thii.k the Gitchce 
Manitou heard you say that the unhappy loveis 
should be put to death and when we came so near 
their refii.40 he sent his spirits to take thet\vowho 
were persecuted and carry ihem to the Happy 
H ;nting Grounds where he gives a home to those 
who love truly. I will never ?et foot on chat island 
again, (t belongs to the spirit.s. 

(jthns: Nor I. ncr I. 

B:i<k,i,!,i: So be it. No Chippewa or Sioux will 
ever land upon that Spirit Island. And soon I shall 
go to the Happy Hunting Grounds and make my 
peace with my daughter. 

///,//,;//.■ I have more news. In my search in 
the forest I met Sacobi of the friendly Hurons and 
h? told of many wonder.^. He told of the coming 
of the pale face, of a great water that is salt, of a 
canoe built all of timber that moved with wings not 
with p iddles. Thrice twenty moons he spent in 
the wigwams of the pale face. He tells of a great 
white chief. The home of this great chief of the 
Frenchmen IS taller than our tallest trees and as 



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Act I Scer-.2 II 



stiong as the rocky shores of our great lake. 
Their chief is richer than all the red men cf our 
nition. He hunts not, snares not, fishes not; he 
speaks and and all is ready. He worships the 
Great Spirit with words and with music soft as the 
little wind and loud as the great water. The 
Great Spirit sends hi n A^isdom, wealth, and glory. 
His warriors wear no feathers, paint, nor blankets. 
Their breasts are of iron. They have knives like 
this, and they kill wi^h flam ?s and with thunder. 
None can stand before them. The white chief 

loves the red man. He burdens him with pre- 
sents. He smiles upon him. He will teach him 

how to fight with flame and thunder. 
Squaw. What tales you tell us. 
BuckruU. It is true what OsUaga tells us. I 

have seen it in a vision. I have seen the great 

canoe with pinions coming from regions of the 

morning. 

First huiuin: The pale faces are commg even as 

Oshaga said. Their canoe is large and they smg 

strong songs. 

(Enter fur traders) 
First Trader: Wearecxne to be friends with 



you, my brothers. We bring gifts for your great 
Chief Buckada and his peoples. 

Bicknh: Oar handsare held out to yoM in peace 
You shall lodge in our wigwam and shall be warmed 
by our fire. 

S i-ond Trader: We will teach you many things 
and you will help us make up great packs of furs. 

Buekada: Sit about our camp fire. Let our 
squaws bring you food and you can tell us of the 
lives of the pale faces and of yourselves who have 
come so far to reach us. 

Traler: Yes, Pierre, you are the oldest. Tell 
of the life of a voyageur. ♦ 

Pierre: I am long past seventy years of age. 1 
can carry, paddle, walk and sing with any man I 
ever saw. 1 have been twenty-four years a canoe 
man and forty-one years in service; no portage was 
ever too long for me. Fifty songs can I sing, I have 
saved the lives of ten voyageur s, have had twelve 
wives and six running dogs. I spend all my money 
i.a pleasure. Were I young again I would spend 
my life th same way over. There is no life so 
happy as the voyageur's life. 



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Act I Scene II 



Third l^oyageur: Lit's sing one of Pierre's sonjis. 

Sing "Rosalie" 
First Indian: Here coHie more pale face guests. 

(Enter Allouez and priests.) 
yoyazeur: Ah, the fathers. 
y^//«»/'z/»i?i«->d</<».- (who stands with hands uplitf- 
ed) Oh, my Brother, I come to bring you tidings 
of great joy. I come to tell you of the great^^st of 
all Manitous -the ruler of Heaven and Earth. 
Bnckada: Beautiful is the sun, O strangers. 
When you come so far to see us. 
Never |)ps our tobacco been sweeter, 
Nor the waters of the Gitchee Gumee 
Been Ijjuer than on this day when 
You coHDe, O Black Gown. 
dllou'z: Peace be with you, 

Peace be with you and your people. 
Peace of prayer and peace of pardon, 
Peace of Christ and joy of Maiy. 
(Turns to cross which has been planted bv the 
Jesuits) Before this cross at sunrise and sunset 



Let your pleadings rise like swtet incerse 
To the Great Father of all. 
(Traders, priests and a few Indians kneel) 
AlUuez: Let our help be in the name of the Lord. 
Rtsponn: from priests and traders: Who make 
heaven and earth. 

Atloutz-- Oh Lord, hear our prayer. 

And let our crying come unto thee. 
The Lord be with you. 
And with thy spirit. 
Bless, Oh Lord Jesus Christ, this Thy 
whicti Thou hast taken the world. 
May this sign of the Cross be sanctified in the 
name of the Father, Son and Holy Ghost, that all 
krieeling and praying before this cross, on account 
of the Lord, may find health of body and of soul, 
thru Christ, our Lord. Amen. 

Sing "Ave Maria" 
(.urtain. 



Response: 
Allouex: 
Response: 
Alloue'z: 

Cross, thru 



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Interlude Noon 



(Superior, now half grown. Scene intro- 
duced by a dance of noon representing the red 
orange rays of the sun.) 



Memory: 



You have seen Superior's dawning. 
You have wandered pas*: the lodges, 
Past the homes of early peoples. 
You have seen the white cross planted 
In the center of their village. 
In the hearts of all who dwelled there. 
And our day of Past reviewing 
Even now has reached its zenith, 



And the noon day sun is shining. 
Let me lead you farther-farther- 
L3t me show Superior's growing, 
Show you pioneer Superior 
With her braVe and sturdy settlers. 
You will marvel at their courage, 
You will smile to see them smiling, 
You will glory in their patience, 
And be thankful now and ever 
That the city you inherit, 
Is not made of stone and timber 
But of courage, Smiles and patience. 



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Act II 



Time: Civil War Period. 

Scetif. Interior of a pioneer home in Superior. 
(Nellie seated sewing. Knock at the door -- goes 
to answer it. Enter Bungo). 

Ntllic. Happy New Year, Bungo, Happv New 
Year. 

Buiino: Happy New Year, chile. I brot some 
aigs for your ma. 

( Enter Nellie's mother) 

Nellie's Mother: How do you do, Stephen. I see 
you brot the eggs. If you will wait, I will empty 
your basket for you. (Exit) 

Nellie: Bungo, we are going to have a party 
today •■ a New Year's party. Did you come to our 
party? 

Bungo: Law chile, I just brot the aigs to your 
ma. I didn't come to no party. 

Nellie: Well sing one song for me, Bungo, you 
know the one about Ole Massa wiv the Muftash. 

Bunjio: Chile, yo always makes me sing dat 
song. Listen and you'll learn it for yourself. 
Sings "Kingdom Coming" 

Enter four ladies and four men. Sing chorus 

'John: Well, Bungo, that's a fine song. Whure 



did you learn it? 

Bungo: From my pa, suh. 

A/../v: I suppose you know a lot of songs you 
learned down South. 

Buiigo: Down Souf - - 1 aint never been down 
Souf. I was boin on Pokegema Bay. I'se do first 
white man born at de head ob de lakes. 

Nellie ! Mother: Here is your basket, Bungo, I've 
put a few of the New Year's doughnuts in it. 
Goodbye. 

Bungo exits amid many "thank you's" 

Nellie's Moih'r: Well, Happy New Year friends. 
i was so busy with the first white man that I 
couldn't receive you properly. Nellie, take the 
ladies in the next room where they may remove 
their wraps, and the gentlemen may leave theirs 
here. 

Robert: Do you really feel settled in your home 
Mrs. Roger after all tha;, excitement of last year? 

Mri. Ri^t^.rs: Ycs, tho I shall never forget the 
when word came the Hole in the Day had agreed 
to lead the Sioux dnd the Chippewas against us. 
Enter the Girls 

Mmy: And wc all packed into that store 



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Act II 



building, bag and baggage. 

George: Well the stockade is ready, tho 1 doubt 
if we need it again- -ani th3 troops are here. 

J,irie: Yes, that fear is almost over ?nd now 
we have time to worry abojt our men who have 
gmeto wai in the SDJth. News travels so slowly 
and it is hard to wait. 

A.n Rozen: Well, I Can tell some news that 
has come. You all remember Mrs. More who left by 
boat to Michigan at the beginning of the war? She 
took two negro wenches with her. At Detroit, 
o'ficials came on board to search it. Mr More sent 
his wife and the two slaves down to the Captain's 
cabin and told the searchers that his wife was sick 
But the menpersisttd in then search and freed 
the negroes and Mrs.More just escaped being ar- 
rested. 

Ellen: She forgot she was in the Northwest 
territory. 

Door bursts open. Emeline rushes in. 
Eme/ine: Oh the Indians, the Indians! (drops 

in chair) 

( Men jump to their feet. ) 
Henry: What flo you mean Emeline, tell us 



quickly. 

Emeline: Oh they almost killed me. I was 
alone in the house and the front door opened and 
about fifty Indians piled in. I couldn't understand 
what fhey were saying. And they went to the kit- 
chen and ransacked all the cupboards and fimally 
they came back- 
Ay .//-.v: Yes, and then 

Emeline: And then one seized me and rubbed his 
face on mine and then another did and another till 
I thought 1 was going crazy and I screamed and 
tore myself loose and ran here. We shall all be 
killed! 

Mrs. Rozer^: Why, you foolish child, how you 
scared us. Hasn't anyone told you about the In- 
dians on New Years Day? They come to each 
house for something to eat. 

Anne: And if you don't give them something 
to eat, they rub their cheeks against yours. That 
is an Indian kiss. 

Emeluie: Well, Mrs Rogers, have you plenty 
to give them when they come here? li not, I am 
going home. I've had enough. 

Ellen: That reminds me of the time when we 



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Act 11 



were first here. I was brushing my hair when I 
was honored by a visit fiom some Chippewas. 
They entered silently and one came over to vvhtre 
I sat paralized with fright and lifted my hair which 
was hanging down my back. He said something 
to the others and I was sure he was stating his 
intention to scalp me. But later I was told tiiat 
this was th? first light hair they had ever seen and 
he was merely being complimentary. 

ya/m: If you have recovered from your fright 
won't you sing for us, Emeline? 

Emtline: Ycs, I have a new song it Jane will 
play it forme. It is called "Grandma's Advice." 
Sings. Applause. 

-y,tmn\ Oh, smg us another Emmy. That isn't 
enough. 

Rmrliiic: No, that is enough Oh, I forgot 
to ask you, Mrs. Rogers, who that regress is who 
is sitting on your porch singing? I must have 
frightened her when I rushed past her into this 
refuge. 

Mrs. R.'gcn: Why it must be Mammy Grant. 
Tell us about her, Henry. 

Hfiry. Why, I don't know any more about her 



past ihenycu c'o. She clain^s io te Ihat fen^ous 
negro grandopera singer, kr.cwn in the East cs the 
Black Swan. 

.-ill/If. Yes, and she always s-ils on t; e porch 
of any house where theie is a party and sings. 

Mrs. Rugrrs: Foor thing, she rr.ust be cold. 

Jiiur: Let' s ask her to come in and sing. 

Mrs.Regm: Yes, Nellie- -ask Mammy Grant to 
come in but see that she leaves her two bitckdcgs 
outside. 

Enter Mammy Grant 

Mrs. Roi;rr>: How do you do, Mamnw. Some 
of these young folk here have hoping you would 
sing for them. Will you? 

Mummy: On cold days like this I wish I were 
back souf, so I'll sing you a song about it. 

Sings "Carry Me back toOle Virginny". 

AV///<: H te are the Indians, u-other. Here 
are the Indians. Shall I gel the doughnuts? 

( Emeline hides back of John. Nellie and 
her Mother pass t'nc doughnuts.) 

Exit Indians and Mammy Grant. 

Mrs. Rogers: It really is time fur one of 
these men to be singing. 



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Act II 



AH: Yes, George, George. 
George: Well, I'll sing "Sweet Genevieve" 
if James will sing with me. 

Sing "Genevieve" 
Anne: Oh, Jans, play sometiiing I'vely. 
That is too sad. 

Emeline: Yes, and we'll dance. Push the 
furniture back. 

All quadrille. 
Curtain 



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Interlude Twilight 



(Superior, now full • grown. Dance of the 
shadows with solo dance by Night introduces this 
act.) 

The twilight shades have fallen 

On ou-- day of retrospection. 

We have seen a wonder city 

Spring to being in the forest, 

Drawing life and wealth and vigor 

From the tributary prairie, 

From the restless big sea water, 

From the hills that teem with riches 

I, the Past, was ever lavish 

In my kindness to Superior; 

I, who watched Superior's dawning 

In the silent place of nature. 

May the Future, now approaching, 

Be as kind and ever faithful 

To the trust that I must give her. 

May she make each day dawn brighter. 

For a bigger, broader city. 

Futuf'''. 

I am come to take Superior 

Who has grown to strength and beauty 



Under Past who gave the dawning. 
I will keep the trust Past gives me, 
And my maidens here, v\ ill help n.e. 
Let me marshal now before you 
All her attributes of being 
That have helped and still will help her 
As she sits in calm secureness 
In the prominence they gave her. 
Natural resource will bring homage 
To the feet of her who claims it. 
Industries will show their tribute, 
And the people of all countries 
Finding homes and work and pleasure. 
Here will give themselves as units 
In this crucible of nations. 
In this true American city, 
In Superior of the Future. 



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Act III 



Hearld: 
Come all ye maidens 
To her whom ye cherish. 
Show your devotion, 
And prove your great care. 
Cast at her feet 
All the gifts that may perish. 
Keep in your hearts 
All the love that he can bear. 

Copper: 
An Infant Industry are we 
An Infant bright and glowing 
The copper mines we pledge to you 
And trust you'll see growing. 

Iron: 
Red iron from the ranges. 
In riches, replete. 
Its wealth as a tribute 
I lay at your feet. 

Grain: 
From neighboring valleys, 
And wide spreading plain, 



Comes a fair golden tribute 
The life-giving grain. 

Shipbuilding: 
With greatings for cargo. 
Good will without end. 
'Tis the first of a boat line 
The ship yards will send. 

Commerce: 

I am commerce, the mighty, 
Growth follows my trail 
To this harbor blest city 
Where wing'd sail meets rail. 

Manufacturing: 
The heart of the city 
Beats heavy and strong 
In the throb of the factory 
Her work pledging song. 

Education: 
Euducation you call for? 
'Tis not in the book, 
But in the faces of children 
That you must needs look. 



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Entire cast sing "Hail Superior" 
1. Oh look to the East and the sun arise 
O'er fair Superior's shores, 
Giidiiifi with li.aht the early morning skies 
Where the banner silently soars; 
There ail may see Prosperity 
The gift of a city happy and brave, 
Queen of the great Northwest 
Whose banner blest 
Forever and aye shall wave. 

Cho. Hail! all hail! 

To the port of the good and the true! 

A hundred hurrahs 

We give to thee, our bonny banner blue; 



All hail, Superior, home of the noble and free, 
Dear city where right is the people's delight. 
Here s a health to thee. 

2. And now on the lake-blown breeze 

Our banner floats 

So proudly on the air. 

What e'er betide, our ship shall ride; 

Our glorious banner still shall be there. 

W1"uIq ages come and ages go 

Triumphant shall echo near and far, 

That noble we love so well 

To sing of our Superior. 
Cho. 



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Art: 

A love of all beauty 
Grow deep in' the heart 
Of this nature blessed city. 
And that is true art. 

Music: 

You call upon Music: 
Just hark for my voice 
Where wind, wave and pine trees 
In chorus rejoice. 

Justice: 

I dwell in your city 
And come to the call 
Of all who desire me. 
I'm justice tor all. 

Civic Spirit: 

Where a city is honored 
I must needs appear. 
But why should you call me 
Who always am here? 

Fame: 

A friend of the future, 
Her joys I declaim. 
I am her attendant, 
And I am called "Fame" 



Prosperity: 

When nature and man 
Unite for my sake. 
With manifold blessings 
I come in their wake. 

Folk dances representing different nationalities 
Italion Swedish Russion French 
Irish Scotch German 

Future: 

I have kept the trust Past gave me 
And my maidens here have helped me. 
I have marshalled now before you 
All her attributes of being 
That have helped and still will help her 
As she sits in calm secureness 
In the prominence they gave her. 
iNatual resources have brought homage 
To the feet of her who claimed it; 
Industries have shown their tribute, 
And the people of all countries 
Finding homes and work and pleasure, 
Here have given themselves as unites 
In this crucible of nations. 
In this true Ameracan city. 
In Superior of the Future. 
Curtain 



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